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“How bad is it, Aether?” Clorinde asked the blond traveler before wincing in pain.
Aether placed her down on the soft bed in his Serenitea Pot before moving his gaze down to her left leg where a clear flesh wound was present. He winced at the sight, which the duelist took as a sign that it was as she feared.
It was supposed to be a normal day in Mondstadt for the two. After having the honor of tasting Aether’s drinks, Clorinde took it upon herself to explore much of Mondstadt, from the hills to the grassy plains. She could never grow tired of how open and peaceful the nation was compared to the busy streets of Fontaine. But she grew curious one day about the snowy mountain that bordered the region and asked Aether about it the next time she stopped by for another of his drinks.
Dragonspine, he called it. A dangerous mountain that few people venture into, a fact that piqued the Champion Duelist curiosity. She had endured the most inhumane training from her master, from being blindfolded in the middle of a dark forest to training until her arms fell apart, but traveling through the snow was new for her. In fact, Clorinde hardly recalled when she traversed through a snowy mountain.
She asked Aether if he wished to accompany her there. The blond soon regretted describing Dragonspine as dangerous to a woman as null to the concept as her. But he agreed so long as they stayed at the foot of the mountain, to which Clorinde reasonably agreed.
The freezing wind of Dragonspine bit her skin the moment she set foot on the first patch of snowy grass. Clorinde understood that Aether was not joking when he said they had to go to the mountain prepared. But even though the cold surprised her at first, the dualist was quick to adapt and managed to walk forward into the wind without shedding a single tear or flinching. It was like watching a woman know nothing of fear, something Aether was all too familiar with.
They eventually reached a good stopping point on the climb before he had to stop her. Clorinde didn’t see a need to, but understood her friend’s worry.
The trek down was where things went south.
A horde of Hilichurls lead by a Frostarm Lawachurl ambushed them on the trek down. They surrounded the duo on all sides before pouncing on them. What normally would send any person running for their life was an average day for Aether and Clorinde. Without so much as a word to each other, they easily dispatched their attackers. Clorinde easily knocked the Frostarm Lawachurl down and turned to Aether, having handled the Hilichurls with his efficient speed and power.
However, just as he turned to her and sheathed his sword, a Cryo Samachurl appeared behind him, readying his cryo attack. Clorinde widened her eyes and moved quickly to push Aether aside. Seconds later, she let out a pain growl as a sharp icicle pierced her leg. After Aether took down the Cryo Samachurl and ensured that no other enemies were around, he moved to check on the wounded dualist. Seeing her blood paint the snow red, he quickly took out his Serenitea Pot and kept a good hold on Clorinde, who teetered on the edge of passing out, as they went into the other realm.
“Sorry, Clorinde,” Aether said, rubbing his neck as he stared at her leg wound. “I shouldn’t have let my guard down around that mage.”
The duelist shook her head. “You have nothing to apologize for. It was my idea to go to Dragonspire despite your clear warnings. It’s just that the potential training I could do up there was...” She sighed. “My apologies. Excuses are quite unbecoming of me.”
Aether chuckled a little before shrugging his shoulders. “That’s not a bad thing at all. In fact, you’re one of the rare people who actually wanted to go to that mountain. I would have expected no less from a strong woman like you.”
Clorinde nodded, keeping herself professional despite her cheeks flushing at his compliment. “I appreciate your kind words.”
“For the time being, we should get someone to look at that wound,” Aether said, standing up. “Moving you now might be a risk, so I’ll go to Fontaine to tell everyone what happened. Make sure to get some rest, okay?”
“I will. Thank you, Aether.”
Clorinde smiled as the traveler left the room and the Serenitea Pot. She rested her body on the soft mattress, breathing a deep sigh as she thought back to her mistake. Though Aether told her she did nothing wrong, she slowly realized that in her quest for a new training method, she had put a dear friend in danger. Had she not moved him out of the way of the Cryo Samachurl attack, he might have suffered an injury more critical than hers ever could be. But Clorinde had no time to think on what-ifs. All that mattered was that Aether was okay.
The next few days were both comfortable and uncomfortable at the same time for the duelist. On the good side, her injury was not fatal and could be easily remedied by good sleep and no aggressive movement; however, it meant that Clorinde wouldn’t be allowed to perform her duties. The thought of doing nothing but sitting in a bed with someone nursing her baffled her to no end. It wouldn’t surprise anyone if she would rather die than be in that state.
But Aether’s nursing made the entire experience into more of a heavenly vacation than a hellish chore. Perhaps it was due to Clorinde’s trust in him or that smile that was so different from her stoic expression; she couldn’t say for certain. She, of course, received many “Get Well” presents from dear friends back in Fontaine and the ones she made in Mondstadt, at least three of them personally visiting to make sure she was okay.
Everyone reassured her that all would be well in her absence, leaving the Champion Duelist at a loss for what to do in her free time. Usually she would play her tabletop game, but that would require multiple people, some of whom were far too busy to stop by. So instead, Clorinde indulged herself in reading to pass the time while having Aether check up on her and bring her food he cooked in the kitchen.
One day, her wound was close to healing up, signaling the end of her time in his teapot. In typical Clorinde fashion, she readied herself with her usual attire and tried to strongarm her way through her limp to tell Aether that she was ready to head back.
“Clorinde...” Aether muttered at the door after she opened it.
“Ah, Aether,” Clorinde’s expression remained unchanged as she stepped back, wincing in slight pain.
“You were planning to go back to work, weren’t you?” He asked, crossing his arms, trying to feign anger even though it made him look cute.
Clorinde smiled before shrugging, “I suppose I was, but given your expression, I guess it’s out of the question now.”
“And your wound?”
“Stings a little, but so long as I don’t do any duels or go out on hunts, I’ll manage.” She paused, watching him nod to her explanation.
“Alright, then. I suppose I can’t keep you in here forever,” Aether said, “Just don’t do anything reckless, okay? I know you wouldn’t but...”
“I...I appreciate your concern,”
Clorinde saw the sad look on his face, soon realizing that it would be the end of their time together. She would go back to her work, cooped up in her office or training while he was out in Teyvat facing countless dangers. Loneliness was hardly a problem for him with his trusty Paimon at his side, but she could sense a different gloomy aura around his body.
She cleared her throat before asking, “Could I trouble you with tea before we end our time together?”
In that moment, Aether’s gold eyes brightened like stars. “Certainly. Give me just a minute.”
Clorinde smiled as the traveler rushed downstairs. She sat down on the bed, thinking back to the days he acted as her caretaker. She never saw him so energetic and happy in all her life, as if he had been waiting for the opportunity for ages. It struck her as odd, at first, making her wonder with curiosity why that was. Then she thought back to the moments when Aether would blush when she was around, whether it be in Fontaine or Mondstadt.
As he returned with freshly brewed tea and snacks, Clorinde paid close attention to his every move and gesture, hoping to spot details she overlooked many other times.
Her suspicions were proven right.
She remembered how Aether took time out of his day to walk up to her and ask if they could have a few sparring sessions together. Though she hardly said anything to him, she could tell how quick a learner he was. Thinking back, she always viewed herself as too cold a person to be around, but was fascinated by how unbothered by that Aether was. It helped that they worked together in the past, so the conversations they shared were friendlier than most she’s had with strangers.
Since they saved Fontaine from disaster, their talks naturally grew friendlier, but one time when they walked together stuck out to Clorinde the most, leading to her suspicion. While Aether was a respectful man, fully aware of his and others’ boundaries, she would catch him staring at her breasts.
The duelist didn’t deny how much of an eye-catcher her two mounds were to anyone, so it didn’t surprise her to see him stealing a glance at something so unavoidable. But then he kept staring, despite reaching the point where it was dangerous to leer so heavily. It didn’t help that the slightest movement she made caused them to bounce. Clorinde always wondered why his face went bright red, but seeing him do it while sharing tea with her and taking care of her helped her put the pieces together.
“Did you enjoy the tea?” Aether asked her.
Clorinde’s eyes moved up to his as she nodded to the question. “Indeed I have. You are a master brewer, if I do say so myself.”
The traveler blushed again, diverting his eyes away from her, or maybe her breasts too. “I wouldn’t go that far, but thanks.”
“However, there is one thing I forgot to mention, Aether.” Clorinde put her tea to the side and stood up from her bed, ignoring the sting on her leg.
“What is it?” Aether asked curiously.
“I know you don’t believe I am at fault for everything that happened, but at the very least, I want to thank you for taking such good care of me,” the duelist said, tracing her fingers across her chest away from his gaze. A blush formed as she continued. “A nice reward for a kind hero like you helping me in my time of need.”
“Come on, now, Clorinde,” Aether chuckled. “That’s a nice joke, but I don’t need any kind of reward. I always help out my friends when they need me because I know they’d do the same.”
“I agree.” She turned around and slowly walked to him, wondering if he even knew what he was getting himself into. “So allow me to help you out in return.”
“Help me? With what?” Aether asked.
Clorinde smiled as she pointed to her breasts. “With your bad habits, of course.”
The wheels in Aether’s head started turning, his face on the verge of erupting like a volcano. “C-C-Clorinde?!”
“Do you really think I haven’t noticed you staring?” The duelist asked with a playful smile. “You’re a respectable man, Aether, but even I can tell that you wanted something from me for a long time, maybe even something far more...exciting to men your age.” She watched as he gawked at her, completely dumbfounded. “See this as a thank you for everything you’ve done for me, but I would like it if you saw it as something more.”
“W-Wait, hold on, I...”
Aether stopped himself when the woman leaned into him, her breast swinging up and down at her motion. His neurons were activated at the sight, further proving that her deduction of his desires was true. Deep down, he wanted to be with Clorinde all along, so much so that he would rather she stayed at the venue of his drink mixing shop rather than explore the dangerous Dragonspire. But even when she decided to go regardless, Aether dropped everything to go with her because he couldn’t imagine himself without her.
It only took seeing her take the blow from the Cryo Samachurl for him to see it.
“If I am wrong, then we can call it here and go our merry way,” Clorinde said, peering into his eyes, “but if I am right...” She then smiled, her face flushed pink.
Aether’s mind went blank, his brain processing the information shown to him from eyes, ears, and even nose. “Clorinde...”
The duelist leaned in further before stopping, her breasts mere inches away. “Aether...” She whispered.
His brain finally finished processing everything before he stared down at her breasts. Then he didn’t hesitate in the slightest. Experimentally, he palmed one of the heavy breasts in his hand and brushed a rough thumb pad over where her taut nipple would be. Clorinde remained steadfast, clearly wanting to gasp at the wave of pleasure, but her training kept her from making such weak sounds. Aether wasn’t surprised, supposing that it was a good sign of how strong the woman was, so he brushed her nipple again, rubbing slow circles around the fabric surface that prevented him from truly touching the caramel nub.
“I’m not making you uncomfortable, am I?” Aether asked, looking up at her as he continued fondling her mounds.
Clorinde shook her head as she leaned into him and smiled. “Not at all...In fact, I’m quite liking this. Keep going.”
Aether nodded as he stood back to survey her dress before making a small noise in his throat. “Then...I’d like to see more of your breast.” He didn’t give her a chance to agree to his request. In a sudden burst of speed, he quickly undid the buttons on her dress and watched her breasts bounce free from the constraints, her nipples playing peekaboo with the sexy black lingerine bra she wore.
The traveler gasped at the sight, not expecting Clorinde’s breasts to be so big even after seeing it before her button came undone. He saw the duelist’s blush grow darker and more obvious to see even from a distance. The expression she made shouted at him to hurry up before she exploded from embarrassment most unlike her. Aether agreed to her silent request.
“I’ll try my best to pleasure you, Clorinde,” he said with relish, “but you know what you’re doing to me and how much I want you right now.”
In an instant, his cock strained for release. Every moment the sexy duelist grinded her stupendously voluptuous ass against him turned him on even more. As much as he thought of fucking the daylights out of her, he immediately sheathed himself in her perfection, holding back for her sake. He tried not to be wholly selfish, believing she deserved a nice warm-up.
Aether kissed up and down her neck, unable to resist giving little nibbles along the way. One hand traveled up her long, creamy torso to cup a full-on breast through her bra. He carefully angled his hand to avoid touching her nipple again. Experience told him that strong women like her loved building up anticipation before the climax. Her firm breasts filled his palms, and he gently squeezed, lifted, and kneaded. Eventually, he had enough of the bra and tugged it down to expose her skin to the world — or at least to his teapot and took in the soft, lovely feeling of her hardened nipples against his fingers.
As her sighs graced his ears with a lovely music, Aether began to wonder how he got so lucky to have such a beautiful woman willing to let him pay with her sexy body. Her huge breasts, alluring legs, and everything within her that he couldn’t wait to penetrate. The thought of doing all that made him salivate.
The urge to have her breast in his mouth drove him insane. So he flipped her around to face them and leaned in and suckled on the jeweled buds in front of his face, unable to resist the temptation. Clorinde winced, her teeth sucking in the air as her body arched into his. She whimpered and grunted against the top of his head, holding him close to her chest until her breasts obscured her vision of him.
“Fuck...Aether...” She called out, waiting for him to pant open-mouthed against her chest before she withdrew from the embrace. Aether looked back up at her as she stared at him with fire in her violet eyes. “You...you’re wild,” she huffed out from a loose smile.
Aether chuckled as he reached out and squeezed her breasts. “All it takes is for me to get going, and I want more of you, Clorinde. I want to show you how much I love you.”
The Champion Duelist smiled as she trailed her fingers across his body, moving down to his pelvis. “I appreciate the kind gesture; however, it’s most rude for one person to have all the fun during sex.”
“I...”
She saw through him like a book, knowing how much he cared for her that he would spend all his energy pleasuring her when he got nothing. She glanced down at his pelvis and smiled as she moved her hands to her chest to free her breasts even more from the confines of her suit before getting on her knees.
Aether’s voice broke into quiet moans once Clorinde made it to the grooves of his abdomen, pulling at the band of his boxers as she got closer to his crotch. When his cock sprang free from the fabric, his breath picked up in pace once more. The bit of precum beaded at the flushed pink tip, glistening a bit in the light. For a good second, Clorinde just stared at his cock, a loving smile on her face; tracing his girth with a finger, admiring it. Her finger soon fell, both of her hands cupping her large breasts and lifting them up slightly – and Aether stifled a groan as she smothered his hard cock between her soft boobs. She pressed them together, squeezing his dick between them and sliding her breasts up-and-down slowly, coaxing out more restrained sounds of pleasure from his throat.
His cock twitched strongly against her hot skin, encouraging Clorinde to move her boobs faster. The pre-cum coating his cock allowed her to slide her breasts up-and-down easily, lifting one whilst lowering the other or moving both in sync. With a demure blush, she even held her breasts together and rocked on her knees slightly, causing her plump chest to bounce and jiggle slightly, the vibrations coaxing out a tight moan from his throat.
''You may finish whenever you're ready, Aether,'' Clorinde considerably told him. ''I don't mind.''
Aether smiled tightly back, stifling the urge to groan as pleasure throbbed up his length. The urge to blow his load grew more and more inviting by the second, the hot flesh smothering his girth melting his mind. It was only made more arousing when Clorinde drooled a bit down into her cleavage, adding some lubricant and making his dick slip and slide between her soft boobs, the extra friction coaxing out his end.
''M-Mn...! Clorinde...!'' Aether gasped out – and then with a jerk of his hips, he came.
White, salty streaks erupted up between her breasts, earning a startled sound from Clorinde as his cum splattered up across her collarbone. She smothered the tip just as the next rope came, causing his cum load to splat between her tits. Multiple more spurts got between her tits before some managed to escape, one strong rope arching up at hitting the underside of her jaw, earning a cute mewl from Clorinde.
Aether shuddered, swallowing the spit in his mouth as his orgasm finally came to an end. Clorinde stayed where she was for a second more before finally pulling back, her tits coated in his cum and with some dribbling down her front, the sight equal parts erotic and alluring.
“How was it?” Clorinde asked, knowing what his answer would be from his flushed face alone.
“So...so big...and amazing...” Aether whimpered out, obviously describing Clorinde’s breasts as if they were creatures all on their own.
The thought pleased the duelist as people always commented on her breasts. In the past, she thought nothing of it, but after pleasuring the traveler with them, she had the sudden urge to pleasure him more.
Aether’s breathing picked up a bit as she trailed kisses down his neck, to his breastbone, before stopping in her tracks for a few extra seconds occasionally to press more sucking pressures on particularly sensitive spots she quickly identified with a single glance. Then she wrapped her somewhat cold hand around him, eliciting a shudder and a lethargic bucking of his hips into her grasp. His breathy moans were enough to have her so aroused she could hardly stand it, but she didn’t dare expect anything else out of him — seeing how he looked on the verge of passing out already.
“Relax. I’ll take good care of you,” she whispered before wrapping her lips around the head of his dick.
Somehow, Aether tensed up and melted at the same time from the wetness of her mouth. The muscles of his torso contracted in the dim light at the comforting warmth of her mouth around him. He released even more groans, still trying to muster up a brave face so that he wouldn’t look bad to the duelist, but that was enough encouragement for her to keep going — to keep bobbing her head slowly up and down.
Clorinde pulled off with a little pop, wrapping her hand back around his cock and spreading her saliva along the veiny skin. “Did that feel good, Aether?”
Aether replied with a weak grunt of approval, something that made her chuckle a bit, but she didn’t try to force him to use his words. She found him perfectly comfortable the way he was, propping himself up by his elbows and letting her do all the work for him. He deserved the rest, something she decided several minutes ago.
His brow scrunched up again when Clorinde returned her mouth to his dick, sliding her lips along his length before dragging her tongue up the underside of his shaft. He whimpered, the sound that never failed to elicit such intense arousal that swirled within her belly. The way he stared down at her so misty-eyed with exhaustion and pleasure made it almost heavenly, but the duelist only smiled a bit up at him before taking him fully into her mouth again.
Aether was clearly pent up from all the days he had to take off working on commissions. She could tell he didn’t want to blame her for it, but his emotions were clearly reflected in the way his hips betrayed the previously perceived fatigue from just moments ago. The traveler made her practically shoke on him, something her eyes messaged to her how sorry he was, but a flash of her determined, violet eyes let him know it was what she wanted. The way she went slack-jawed allowed him to thrust into her mouth, making him lose all control.
“Fuck, I’m—”
Clearly, he still had the good sense to warn her when he was about to cum, giving her the cue to take him all the way down to the back of her throat. Clorinde’s eyes watered as she tried not to gag on his length. With a high-pitched whimper, Aether came down her throat, his hands on the back of her head yet too weak to really push her down. Stream after stream of his seed entered her mouth to be devoured instantly as Clorinde pushed herself further in, not wanting a single drop to be wasted. Aether grunted as he fisted her hair, juttering as his cock throbbed in her mouth, squirting out his climax until he immediately fell onto his back once more from the aftershock.
“Clorinde...” Aether whispered, lifting his upper body off the soft mattress to look up at her with a smile. “I...I don’t think I’m done yet.”
Clorinde chuckled, wiping off the leftover cum from her cheek. “I certainly hope you aren’t, otherwise your stamina during our spars would make even less sense.”
Aether knew that was her attempt at a joke and mustered up a little chuckle so she wouldn’t feel bad about making light of their intimate moment together. He stood up from the bed and faced her, to which the duelist nodded her head, knowing exactly what he wanted to do based on how he stared at her thighs. She sat down onto the bed, soon lying down so that Aether could move in between her legs and hike up her skirt until he saw her silky leggings with her black panties.
Aether knew he should take his time — that he should kiss her sensitive inner thighs, lick around her vulva, but he couldn’t. The most patient he could be was for how long it took for him to rip through the fabric of her leggings and push her panties aside to expose her entrance. Then, he shoved his tongue inside Clorinde before he could even think of doing anything else. He breathed her in as he tasted her. Dolce Violet, a perfume that he heard of from Emilie that smelt of juicy berries, powdery violet flowers, and creamy vanilla. The fragrance overwhelmed his senses. His hands curved around her hips, pulling her closer so that he could groan at the impact of her clip hitting his upper lip. Then he flicked it with his tongue.
Clorinde squirmed, her moans muffled by her own gloves.
“That’s good, Clorinde,” Aether said as he looked up at the duelist’s face housing a bright red color. “Just relax while I get a good taste of you.”
Aether turned his attention back to her clit and started sucking at it again. When the motion of Clorinde’s body brought his tongue closer, he lifted his hands to grip her thigh to control her squirming. Her pelvis pivoted, trying to encourage more from him. He gave in to her demand, pulsing sudden suctions to the sensitive bundle of nerves. She stiffened, struggling to keep her hands over her mouth and tightening her eyes shut. But she gave in, moving her hand away, and not so soon afterwards, she gasped as Aether took her back in.
Aether hummed into her pussy at how wonderful the sound was. His hands cupped her ass cheeks, then with thumbs on either side of her vulva, he spread her wider. He licked her labia, luxuriating in the sweet taste of the duelist men dream of being alone with, let alone eating her out. A salty yet sweet sensation washed over his tongue like nothing he had ever experienced.
“Oh, Aether,” Clorinde moaned as his tongue plunged back into her. “Ah, Aether....harder...faster...make me come.” She writhed in the bed, her hands clenching around the sheets. “Please...” She whispered desperately.
Aether couldn’t reply with words without moving away from her, so instead he spoke with action and circled her clit with the tip of her tongue. He licked around it, sensing her tension continuing to build as he brought her closer and closer. No matter what people would think of their act in the teapot, he didn’t care. He didn’t want to stop. The flood of smell and flavor that he knew would come with Clorinde’s orgasm was too tempting to pass up. Aether knew he didn’t have the self-control to stop. His senses were filled with lust for her warm skin, her hot pussy, the smell that filled his nostrils, and the taste of her womanhood in his mouth.
Again, Clorinde arched her back. “Aether! Oh Archons, Aether! Please, please...” She begged.
And Aether was happy to oblige, burying his tongue in her as his nose nudged her clit. The cries of the duelist rose in pitch and fervor as he sucked her like there was no tomorrow, his tension building in her like a firestorm as she sent electrifying waves of pleasure in return.
“Aether! Aether!” Her voice came out as sobs as she begged for release. “I’m gonna....Agh!”
The moment Aether slid two fingers into her, curling them to find her sweet spot, the dam broke. His already overwhelmed senses were completely flooded. Clorinde’s pleasure washed over him as she bucked on his face, the results of her excitement dripping down his chin as he lapped long strokes from her spasming pussy to her clit. Finally, he took it all again between his lips.
Aether pulled her closer, his face buried between her legs, completely lost in her essence. Her pussy pulsed around his tongue as he plunged into her. The perfume of her orgasm filled his nose and mouth.
Finally, he broke away, looking down at the state he managed to put Clorinde, the loveliest duelist of Fontaine — a woman few dared to breathe the same air or even ask out on a date. Her hair was a complete mess compared to how straight it usually was, her breasts showed signs of his marking and the dried-out cum from his previous orgasm, and her sopping wet pussy drenching the side of the bed.
But still, Aether wasn’t done yet, and he saw in Clorinde’s recovering gaze that she wasn’t either. He leaned in, almost towering over her as he whispered, “I want to do it for real, Clorinde. Can I?”
The Champion Duelist nodded without hesitation. “Yes. I want you to fuck me, Aether! Fill me up with your seed!” Clorinde didn’t even know where the words came from before her ragged voice panted them out.
Aether hummed to her words. “I love you, Clorinde...”
No longer plagued by second thoughts, Aether pulled her to her feet and escorted her to the wall, pinning her to it. Though he was much smaller than her, Clorinde couldn’t help but find his attempt to overpower her so cute that she played along. He grabbed one of her legs and pulled it into the air, one arm hooking under her thigh and squishing it to his chest to force her hole open all the way. At that moment, he could practically see all the way inside her, seeing where her pussy called to be hit until she came.
Clorinde keeled, knowing that her hole got wetter, her eyes demanding him to fill her with his big stick and impregnate her. She knew if she were to say that, her voice would sound pathetic, or lovely, depending on who was asked. No one could help it; not even she could deny what she needed. She didn’t get any response besides his thick cock head nudging against her hole, and her rough voice broke through the bedroom as he pulled her leg against him and hit the exact spot she wanted him to hit, all the way into her wet, open tunnel.
“Ah...you’re so tight, Clorinde!” Aether grunted into her ear.
Clorinde grunted as he began his thrusts, but she did her best to retain her noises, wanting only to hear the wet, slapping sounds of his pelvis fucking her pussy. Her hands found purchase against the edges of the Fontainian-designed walls of his mansion, stabilizing herself so he could thrust into her with little problems.
“Mmmm...” Aether nuzzled against her neck, licking sweet wet stripes up and down the sensitive skin before cooling her off to then heat her up again. “You feel so good...”
Clorinde’s heart skipped a beat as she looked at the traveler face to face, their noses touching. “I want more, Aether. It’s not enough.”
Aether didn’t stop thrusting at all. He only increased the strength of his bucks again and again with reckless abandon. “I knew you were the perfect one for me when I laid eyes on you in that trial. I’ve heard so many stories about your swordsmanship and your unwavering courage. With every interaction I had with you, every battle we fought together, I knew these feelings to be true.”
“I feel the same way,” Clorinde whispered as a sigh leaked out afterwards when his shafthead prodded against her walls, making her tunnel more and more used to his huge size. “From a distance, I always thought you were...the prettiest boy I’ve ever laid eyes on. But...I didn’t think...my position would allow me this moment with you. I resigned myself to thinking I would never get to be with you.”
Aether then reached his unoccupied hand out to cup her burning face and smiled. “You don’t have to worry about that anymore, Clorinde. I want to share my love with you from now until the end of eternity, if that’s what you truly want.”
Clorinde nodded her head, on the verge of tears before she blinked them away. “Yes, Aether. Yes, I would love that so much.”
The traveler, with renewed resolve, locked his lips with hers and lost himself in a sea of passion while his lower half changed rhythm. His pelvis delivered slower and more gentle but forceful strokes. He changed his angle a bit for both his head and cock, deepening his exploration of the woman’s lovely lips. His unoccupied hand dropped down to her abdomen while his thrusts grew longer and more forceful. He pushed on her small, sexy belly as his hand met his cockhead through her skin, moaning and whining at the sensation.
“Am I doing this right, Clorinde?” He asked, pulling out and slamming in. “Tell me how much you love my cock inside you. I need to hear it with your heavenly voice.” He found her hand and replaced his over her abdomen with it.
Clorinde arched her back when his cock breached the walls of her skin. “Ah...I...” She struggled with her words, each thrust interrupting her. “I need...Ugh!” Another. “F-Fill me...Ogh!” Another one. She bit her lip and shouted out, “I need you to fill me to...the brim! With your seed!” The sound of her demand was drawn out by the drag of his shaft and head, almost popping out of her loose rim.
“All I needed to hear.”
It was the last thing Aether said before he thrust back in, his abdomen slapping against her thigh and plump bottom. The rhythmic repetition of his faster and harder thrusts filled the whole room, drowned out only by the duelist’s loud moans.
Tears started falling from Clorinde’s eyes as her moans were no longer locked behind her stoicism. They continued on like a single run-on sound, leaking out of her weak throat. The hand not busy keeping her thigh up found her wrists, and he collected them above her head. Their positions gave him even more space to drive his rod into her tunnel. Her legs started to protest against his hold, some instinct in her wanting to pull close — the tight winding in her abdomen growing more erratic and ready to pop. Aether smoothed his hand down her leg, up to her sensitive organ, and pressed his thumb on it, touching her most sensitive gland and rubbing it in rhythm with his thrusts. He sped up but shortened his thrusts, aiming right at the end of her tunnel and pressing the arc of his shaft right against her sensitive spot.
Clorinde’s voice came out in tiny gasps as Aether’s soon joined it, his pants and groans deep and rugged. His hand on her hot wetness sped up, flicking over her glans over and over, filling in the time between every thrust. The duelist’s hips bucked like a wild animal, chasing both escape from the strong sensation and release through them.
“So close, Clorinde. I’m so...” Aether growled before kissing the leg he held up. “I’m going to fill you with my seed.”
For the first time since her training, Clorinde had only half a mind for danger alarms — less than half even. “Do it. Paint my insides with your seed, Aether! I want you to fill me until it drips down my legs!”
Aether bit her leg, causing her to whine high in her throat in the most unexpectedly high pitch. “I’ll fill you all the way up!” He shouted, licking the mark he made on her leg.
Clorinde’s vision turned bright like the sun. Her legs shook and squeezed, and her sensitive organ that Aether had been rubbing squirted liquid all over her chest and his hand. All she could hear was the blood pumping in her ears, and her vision blurred at the edges. At first, cause for concern until teardrops dripped down her cheeks. The duelist’s body connected with Aether’s rocking pelvis, tightening and spasming in her hole. It was then that she realized Aether was stuck fucking her, violently entering and out.
“Fuck, yes, just like that, Clorinde,” he grunted, “I want to feel you milking my hot seed.”
Clorinde tried to keep her hole clenched even as his hot seed started burning her core and filling her tunnel up. Aether didn’t stop thrusting, his length squirting even more hot juice into her as he pulled back and squeezed it out as he rammed back in. It was only after his length had stopped spasming that the traveler stopped moving. He leaned up and kissed his lover. The mixed wetness of their tongues intertwined and their liquids dripping down her leg filled Clorinde with the exhilarating thought that she might cum again, sooner than Aether expected.
The blond let go of her wrists, spotting the little red marks on her skin showing how sore they were from how hard he had been holding them. Clorinde let her hands wander up to his hair, pulling him into another tender kiss that lasted minutes when she thought it lasted for hours, with his slick still nestled comfortably in the slick of their mess in her hole.
Before they could collapse, Aether quickly dragged her to the bed so they could fall on the soft mattress. Both were exhausted from their exertions. The traveler panted heavy breaths as the duelist he finished cumming into smiled warmly at him from where she was using his shoulder as a pillow, her feet dangling past his. He would be embarrassed if anyone caught them, but he was thankful people could only come into his teapot when he invited them.
They stayed in each other’s embrace for long moments, neither saying anything, until Clorinde reached down and took his hand in hers again. Aether raised an eyebrow at her, but didn’t object and allowed her to hold his fingers close to her heart, closing her eyes.
They remained silent for even longer as the duelist dozed in warm contentedness against Aether’s body.
“You going silent on me like this could only mean you’ve reached your limit, Clorinde,” he said, finally breaking the silence.
Clorinde merely cracked a smile as she lifted herself up. “Most likely. A shame, because I could have gone on for longer. Sadly...I’m afraid my wound’s healed up.”
“Right,” Aether said, sitting up on the bed as he moved to gather his clothes. “Then I’ll leave you to a good night’s sleep then.”
He finished putting his clothes back on and moved to leave before a warm hand wrapped around his wrist, preventing him from taking another step. The traveler turned around to see Clorinde standing before him in only her bra. Seeing the torn state he put her clothes in, he realized he’d have to go to her house to get her spare clothes.
But before that, the woman leaned down and kissed him on the lips.
“I appreciate your kind, loving hospitality, Aether.” She spoke with confidence as if she were giving a seal of approval.
Aether smiled and wrapped his arms around her, secretly enjoying how soft her breasts were, like pillows. “And I appreciate you the most, Clorinde.”